The baby in the family is making his presence known. He is making messes faster than I can clean. I left the kitchen for five minutes while I cleaned the sheets from another messy kid and I came back to find the bread cabinet (A cabinet that we stress needs to stay locked…) destroyed. A loaf of bread with bites out of most the pieces. While I swept up the crumbs, he made his way to the bathroom to find another cabinet (which should’ve been locked) and took things out one by one and threw them in the bathtub.
I came in just in time to see him go up and over the edge of the tub. The door to the game closet was left ajar and he managed to pull down most every card game we own and throw the cards in a nice messy pile on the floor. The piles of clean clothes I put on the stairs for the kids to take to their rooms when they got home, were carelessly thrown over the balcony. Each pillow was thrown off the couch. Did I mention he managed to do all of this without walking?!
He’s at such a fun stage where he’s exploring everything. He wants to touch and hold things. He likes the motion of throwing. He puts things in his mouth to taste them. But at the same time he’s a tornado that destroys everything in his path. I can spend the morning cleaning and within 30 minutes it looks like I haven’t touched it.
Which of course is when friends happen to stop by and I try and convince them that I spent the morning cleaning as their eyes glance around the room and assume I must be joking. Nope. No joking here. Just the life of a toddler mom. I promise I don’t typically throw my kid’s clean clothes haphazardly at the base of the stairs that is visible to every person who comes to our door! That has toddler written all over it.